As I do each week, today I’m participating in Poetic Thursday with Pam and her kitties at Two Spoiled Cats.
This is the intriguing photo we were given for this week’s inspiration:
How beautiful and thought-provoking; so many interpretations are possible with this picture. What are your thoughts? Is she saying good-bye, awaiting her loved one to return?
Here is my poem:
She Waits
Each day, she comes down to wait by the sea,
reliving unspoken memories.
They walked together along the sand,
laughing, talking, hand-in-hand.
Then one day, he said with a sigh:
“I have to leave, but please don’t cry.
I’ll come back one day, but I can’t say when.”
She lives for the moment she’ll see him again.
This dress was his favorite. He always said
she was never more beautiful than when she wore red.
She always brings music: it helps her be strong.
And she smiles whenever she hears their song.
Now, in the distance, his boat she sees,
and she softly whispers: he’s come home to me.
~These Days Of Mine~
these days of mine 